Jesu, Thy Mercies Are Untold

Jesu

Thy mer­cies are un­told

Through each re­turn­ing day;

Thy love ex­ceeds a thou­sand fold

Whatever we can say.

That love which in Thy pas­sion drained

For us Thy pre­cious blood;

That love where­by the saints have gained

The vi­sion of their God.

’Tis Thou hast loved us from the womb

Pure source of all our bliss

Our on­ly hope of life to come

Our hap­pi­ness in this.

Lord

grant us

while on earth we stay

Thy love to feel and know;

And

when from hence we pass away

To us Thy glo­ry show.